Psalms 57
1 For the Chief Musician; [set to] Al-tashheth. [A Psalm] of David: Michtam: when he fled from Saul, in the cave. Be merciful unto me, O God, be merciful unto me; for my soul taketh refuge in thee: yea, in the shadow of thy wings will I take refuge, until [these] calamities be overpast.
Nkunga Davidi kuidi pfumu minyimbidi “kadi vonda.” Mu thangu kasuamina mu nluka matadi Sawuli bu kaba kunkuka. Wumboni kiadi, a Nzambi, wumboni kiadi! Bila muelꞌama wunsuaminanga mu ngeyo ndiela suamina ku kitsusula ki mavavi maku, nate mabienga mela mana vioka.
2 I will cry unto God Most High; unto God that performeth [all things] for me.
Ndiela yamikina kuidi Nzambi yizangama; kuidi Nzambi weti dukisa zikhanu ziandi kuidi minu.
3 He shall send from heaven, and save me, [when] he that would swallow me up reproacheth; (Selah) God shall send forth his mercy and his truth.
Weti fidisa tona ku diyilu ayi weti kuphukisa; mu temina bobo beti kundandakana mu kingolo; Nzambi weti fidisa luzolo luandi ayi kikhuikizi kiandi.
4 My soul is among lions; I lie among them that are set on fire, even the sons of men, whose teeth are spears and arrows, and their tongue a sharp sword.
Ndidi va khatitsika zikhosi; ndidi wulambalala va khatitsika bibulu bindianga minsuni; batu bobo meno mawu madi banga madionga mafioti ayi maneni ludimi luawu luidi sabala yisekoso ngolo.
5 Be thou exalted, O God, above the heavens; [let] thy glory [be] above all the earth.
Yayusu kuaku, a Nzambi, ku yilu diyilu Bika nkembo aku wuba va ntoto wumvimba!
6 They have prepared a net for my steps; thy soul is bowed down: they have digged a pit before me; they are fallen into the midst thereof themselves. (Selah)
Batambila malu mama dikondi. Ndiba wukomvama mu ziphasi; Bakaba dibulu dinnene mu nsolo ama: vayi bawu veka ba buidi muawu.
7 My heart is fixed, O God, my heart is fixed: I will sing, yea, I will sing praises.
Ntimꞌama widi wukinda a Nzambi; ntimꞌama widi wukinda. Ndiela yimbila, ndiela bula miziki.
8 Awake up, my glory; awake, psaltery and harp: I myself will awake right early.
Kotuka, muelꞌama! Kotukanu, ngeyo Luti ayi ngitala ndiela kotula khiesa ki lumbu.
9 I will give thanks unto thee, O Lord, among the peoples: I will sing praises unto thee among the nations.
Ndiela kuzitisa, a Yave, va khatitsika makanda. Ndiela kuyimbidila va khatitsika batu.
10 For thy mercy is great unto the heavens, and thy truth unto the skies.
Bila luzolo luaku luidi lunneni, luntulanga nate kuna diyilu, kikhuikizi kiaku kintulanga nate ku matuti.
11 Be thou exalted, O God, above the heavens; [let] thy glory [be] above all the earth.
Yayusu kuaku, a Nzambi, ku yilu Diyilu. Bika nkemboꞌaku wuba va ntoto wumvimba!
